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Subject:

Re: New sub: Possible Sonnet of the Single Life (first draft)

From:

Bob Cooper <[log in to unmask]>

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The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>

Date:

Tue, 4 Jun 2002 16:03:26 +0000

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I find I'm reading the word "well" in the last line in many ways? Sometimes
I'm wondering if the words too ambigious? "As well as you..." could mean
that the you is "well/fit/healthy" etc. Or it could mean "I love you so
much!"
Each meaning makes me go back into the poem to re-interpret other things
I've read - give previous phrases different weightings.
Bob


>From: Christina Fletcher <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: New sub:  Possible Sonnet of the Single Life (first draft)
>Date: Sun, 19 May 2002 03:51:31 EDT
>
>  This is stab at another sonnet for what may be a set including some that
>I've posted before (about a coat, the death of a washing machine etc.)
>That's why it doesn't have a title.  I have an uneasy feeling that this
>one's
>a bit constipated and probably too obviously a sonnet.  These pomes are
>supposed to be witty (ha, ha!).  Any ruthless comments most welcome.
>bw
>christina
>
>
>
>
>        How can I tell you that your mouth is foul
>        or that your teeth are black?  You'll never know
>        what sex is like.  I am responsible
>        for this and everything you cannot do.
>        Sleep in a pool of dribble. You were fat
>        but now your shadow thins across the wall
>        you've stared at all these years. And god knows what
>        you dream of when you twitch - I never shall.
>        The pleasures that we share are simply felt:
>        a lick of yoghurt pot, an easy squint
>        and stretch in sunlight. So, for all my guilt,
>        I fool myself that this is what you want.
>        Forgive me. But consider one thing true:
>        I never loved a man as well as you.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>        christina fletcher
>






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